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Friday, May 28, 2010

Moment

We’re seated on the empty street.
She’s smoking an Ashtray and I have a Sobranie in my hand.
A couple of young guys passes by talking dirty and laughing hard and we don’t look.
She’s probably pregnant but I feel that I still have to wait a few days to talk about the issue.
Of course she knows I’m concerned about it and tries not to even say the word child.

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